A Black Fellas Land

When the sun was setting low and
the full moon was out
theirs a fire in sight
the smoke was like a staircase to the moon
the acient cliffs above and
the cool dense forset below
where lizards lay and gimleaves sway
a howl of a dingo
a glipse of black or white bash or grey spots or strips
you'll find a man with only a swag and a story to tell

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